ICA麼ASA rat

Well I aint sure but I been told
Hes baking cakes inside our souls stayed awake took a nap got myself my
bottles back
Im breaking them out in the street
Walkin round in my bare feet
I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat

I cause a ride we caught some air
Hes never gonna cut his hair
It takes more time to make a fake we night swam down in the lake washed the
dirt off our intentions prattle on bout bad inventions
I came as ice

I came as a whore
I came as advice that came too short

I came as gold
I came as crap

I came clean and I came as a rat

It takes a long time but God dies too

But not before hell stick it to you

Well I aint sure but I been told
You never die and you never grow old

I came as call
I came as flat
I came too soon so I came back

I came as flowers
I came as nice
I came as dirt and I came as its price
It takes a long time but God dies too
But not before hell stick it to you

I dont know but I been told you never die and you never grow old